Chapter 155: Mourning for the Deceased Wife

Light a cigarette,

The heart has infinite expectations,

Looking forward to going back to the past,

Look at your beautiful face once again.

Looking forward to going back to the past,

Again,

Silent language with each other.

Looking forward to going back to the past,

Again,

Each other's opinions on creating a zào future.

Infinite expectations,

Love is hard to break,

How I want to turn back time,

Let your young life,

Reproduced in the sun and moonlight,

Hateful, pathetic and lamentable,

But I can't change it,

Tears shed a thousand lines and a thousand lines,

I wish you had the love notes of the past,

Hold your soul,

Always by my side.

After walking the road together, Jianming stood on the lookout of the Great Wall, looking at the mountains in the distance, chanting his own poems. His wife, his Rou'er has died in a dream, and in this world, there is no longer his Shui Shirou, only his sleeping wife, buried forever in his heart.

Thinking back to seven years ago, at the class meeting of the new semester, a beautiful girl appeared in front of Jian Ming's eyes like lightning, with a beautiful face, charming dimples, a graceful temperament, and a voice like a jade bead falling on the plate, elegant and ear-moving.

"Hello everyone, my name is Shui Shirou, I love reading, my ambition is to be admitted to Huaqing University and be a useful person to the society!"

This is how she floated into Jian Ming's heart, and time failed to dilute Qianying, but deepened her ignorant love.

In the third year of junior high school, Jianming's situation was not good, giving people the impression that he was ugly and ruthless, like a beast that chooses people to eat, no one likes to communicate with him, only she likes to play with him. Whether it's a topic paper or an after-school play, the beauty and the beast get along very well.

Jian Ming is infatuated with this tenderness, and he can't help but struggle in his heart, wanting to say that he loves her but is afraid, afraid of the abrupt beauty, afraid of losing forever! Three years of wind and rain are empty, thousands of lovesickness hide in my heart, secretly hate that the time will not be long, lest this become eternal!

At the freshman class meeting of high school, the lonely sword was sighing to itself, and the familiar voice came into my ears again-

"Hello everyone, my name is Shui Shirou, I love reading, my ambition is to be admitted to Huaqing University and be a useful person to the society!"

"Shui Shirou?"

Jian Ming's reckless roar stunned everyone with a word, and thousands of joys erupted in one fell swoop, burning blood and cooking hearts and lungs!

"Hehe, Jianming, what a coincidence, we're together again!"

"Haha, great, I thought I'd never see you again!"

"Ahem, that male classmate, please pay attention to classroom discipline, please keep quiet until you introduce yourself!"

Jian Ming didn't care about the teacher's criticism, the long summer vacation, the thick sorrow, had already scorched his soul, at this moment there was nothing more important than a reunion after a long absence.

In the years that followed, Jianming's confidence in courting grew stronger and stronger, until the day he decided to drop out of school.

When I first came to B City, the cruel reality quickly shattered the romance of the ink fragrance, and the pointing between the pen and paper could not change the misery of sweat and blood, and this moment was the most lovesick day for Jianming.

As for the nobles, Jianming started his first business and made great achievements, his confidence space expanded, and the idea of marrying Shui Shirou as his wife gradually grew!

Yijin returned to his hometown, returned to the campus, and used money to bind Shui Shirou with money, and Jian Ming used this move to pry open his heart. In her impression, the upright, bold, who regards money as dung, who attaches great importance to love and righteousness, has seen through the red dust and filthy sword sound, and is the incarnation of a saint, so she dared to be invited to go to City B, and finally was moved by her heart and lost her first love!

At the door of the gold shop, Jian Ming said, "Love is to make the loved one happy", which is a sharp weapon to impress and the root of burying one's own happiness. He never thought that this sentence would become the driving force for Shui Shirou's empathy and farewell, and in the long river of time, everything is changing, including people's hearts.

Shui Shirou used to hate Jianming's numbness and courtesy, but after she settled on the taxi, she began to like this meatiness and courtesy, Zhu Bajie can be popular on the screen, and finally has his charm. Therefore, checking messages every day, intoxicating the girl's heart, has become her favorite after class, sweet words, and a numb limerick poem, which can finally make her happy until-

"Dear Rou'er, for our future happiness, I will do everything I can to open up the European market wholeheartedly, and let the flawless expression of my love for you, but the thoughts in my heart will be more and more mellow. When the song of triumph is played, the door of the Forestry University can no longer be stopped, the heart that is burning, tormented, and full of love power, I want you to ......, and I want you to become my bride in advance! Dear wife, please allow me to call you like this, when you can't receive a message, it's not the indifference of love, but I'm struggling for love, waiting for me to appear strongly!

Love your Naruto forever! ”

"This guy is always so sensual, who is your wife, we are not married yet, okay? Hehe, he finally worked hard, I'm waiting for you! ”

As the days passed, Shui Shirou gradually became unaccustomed to it, looking at the sleeping QQ avatar every day, looking at the silent dialog box every day, she was empty, empty, she complained, and she began to think cranky......

A month has passed, and Shui Shirou, who is suffering from lovesickness, was known by 'him' in an accident, and attentively followed, and another Zhu Bajie was born! Affectionate greetings, early every morning, and supper every night, so that she couldn't tell whether 'he' was Jianming, or Jianming was 'him', in addition to being ugly and handsome, the personalities of the two people were so similar, and gradually she was taken down and dedicated a qiē to 'him'.

On the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the two quarreled once, and the aggrieved Shui Shirou immediately changed her screen name to Cocoon White Rabbit to show her misfortune.

A dream, there are joys, sorrows, and pains, Jian Ming almost collapsed in the dream, if the beauty died, it was difficult for him to live alone, therefore, he called in a hurry, but he didn't expect to learn this result!

"My wife, my Shirou has died in a dream, my love has been buried in my heart, there will be no more pain in the future, I wish my friend - she can be happy, farewell, dear friend, where you appeared, I will never set foot in it!"

Walking again, only erasing the memories of the past, the sword has hurt, hurt, and collapsed, but he is alive again in a stronger posture, he no longer loves, because the person he loves is buried in the center of the dream, he no longer hurts, because the person he misses is in the dream in his heart! At this moment, he and 'her' are dependent, at this moment he and 'her' know each other, and at this moment he and 'her' have each other!

"Dear wife, please watch quietly, I will soon get back my lost wealth, and I will never forget your promise! I'm not the exhausted Jiang Lang, in this world, there are no setbacks that can defeat me! ”